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Sign, Symbols and Terror

This political cartoon was drawn with a Fine Point Sharpie, lettered with a PaperMate Flair & colored and edited in PhotoShop Elements.

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5 thoughts on “Sign, Symbols and Terror

  1. Aaron,

    I don’t consider the Confederate flag a symbol of hate. The other ones, yes. I do agree that various hate groups wrap themselves in the confederate flag while they spout their vitriol.
    But living in the South, and speaking indepth with everyday Southerners who do not have an ounce of hate in their being, I have come to the realization that Southerners do indeed view it as part of their heritage. Many of them have lost ancestors on the battlefield during the Northern invasion. In addition to their great material losses, they see it as a enormous constitutional loss as well (i.e. States Rights subjugated to unconstitutional Federalism). The Confederate flag is a symbol of their heritage, a remembrance of those who sacrificed their lives, and resistance to an oppressive federal goverment.

    But again, the issue is with those who adopt the Confederate flag as a symbol of their hate filled speech and activities. And the hatemongers are the ones who make the news headlines; not the majority of everyday Southerners who have an entirely different view of the flag.

    Cheers,

    Mike

    • Mike, that is a fantastic comment.

      There is a lot of of wonderful that has comes from the South. I do love Oklahoma (not really Dixie, but they think it is), but there were times when my childhood and early teen years was either being attacked by people filled with hatred en-flamed by their preachers or being lumped in with the bigots because I’m white.

      The 70s and early 80s in Lawton was a time for tough race relations for kids. The African American kids and Native American kids were mad at all the white kids. And justifiably so. The white kids whose parents were not military hated all the Army brats. The local baptist kids were told by their preachers and their parents not to play with me and my five brothers and the other mormon kids three blocks away and were told a lot of stuff that was just not true about my parents and my faith (I hear echoes of it when people rip on Flipper Romney . . . there is a lot wrong with Flipper, but mormonism is not one of them).

      Me and my brothers turned out to be pretty scrappy.

      Don’t get me wrong, I had a lot of fun in Oklahoma. There were certainly a lot of very kind people, but because of the hateful social scene, my best friends in elementary school and Tomlinson Junior High were a Hmong Refugee kid, a Jewish Kid, a deaf kid and a Jehovah’s Witness, black kid. We all drew battleships and tanks together and the year it came out, played basic Dungeons and Dragons almost every day at lunch together. We read the same comic books. We all drank so much Mountain Dew one day we got sick. We all got our lockers next to each other for seventh, eighth and ninth grades.

      Five nerds all baked in a pie. Oklahoma pie.

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